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Ok so i'm having my first driving lesson in about 20 minutes.
I'm running on no sleep.
I mean it when i say no sleep.
I haven't slept since 2 o'clock yesterday.
I'm running on two cans of Red Bull.
This is really unfortuneate considering that I'm gonna die now.
Like literal death.
Car crash.
Thrown out of the car smashed into a tree.
Impaled by a piece of car.
Crushed by the force of collision.
Broken by the steering wheel.
Drunken Driver killing me, having nothing to do with my weakened condition.
My Instructor killing me for not paying attention.
My Instructor killing me because he is a serial killer.
Pissing a driver off with the skill of my driving and being beaten to death.
Running over a piece of glass that i would have seen if i was awake, sliding and skidding across the street over an abyss.
My hands all shakey and weak.
My eyes all watery and red.
My voice slow and uncoherent.
MY nerves slowly being strained to snapping point.
My pecks are surprisingly hard.
My legs numb.
On the Red Bull can it says that it improves performance especially during times of increased stress or strain. and increases concentration and improves reaction speed.
I hope its not a filthy liar.
I love everyone whos ever been a friend to me.
Thank you for all the good and bad times.
A man once said that life is nothing if you can't drive.
I hope hes right.
I actually made that up but i'm sure theres someone out there who agrees.
I'm running on no sleep.
I mean it when i say no sleep.
I haven't slept since 2 o'clock yesterday.
I'm running on two cans of Red Bull.
This is really unfortuneate considering that I'm gonna die now.
Like literal death.
Car crash.
Thrown out of the car smashed into a tree.
Impaled by a piece of car.
Crushed by the force of collision.
Broken by the steering wheel.
Drunken Driver killing me, having nothing to do with my weakened condition.
My Instructor killing me for not paying attention.
My Instructor killing me because he is a serial killer.
Pissing a driver off with the skill of my driving and being beaten to death.
Running over a piece of glass that i would have seen if i was awake, sliding and skidding across the street over an abyss.
My hands all shakey and weak.
My eyes all watery and red.
My voice slow and uncoherent.
MY nerves slowly being strained to snapping point.
My pecks are surprisingly hard.
My legs numb.
On the Red Bull can it says that it improves performance especially during times of increased stress or strain. and increases concentration and improves reaction speed.
I hope its not a filthy liar.
I love everyone whos ever been a friend to me.
Thank you for all the good and bad times.
A man once said that life is nothing if you can't drive.
I hope hes right.
I actually made that up but i'm sure theres someone out there who agrees.